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[Where's My Mojo?] What’s Your Fuel Source

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[Where's My Mojo?] You Smell Something Burning?

I want you to envision us just sitting and chatting.  Excuse my afro; it’s a bit unruly today.  And I am still in my night clothes, I hope that’s not awkward for you.  But as we sit and talk, I want you to imagine that this conversation is taking place over several weeks, not in one sitting.  And I want you to imagine that you have told me a lot about you before this conversation is taking place.  The things that make you happy…things from your childhood…all good stuff that you remember shaping you into the woman you are today.  And then I want you to think about the some of the most prominent memories of your childhood that stick out to you instantaneously.  You don’t have to dig.  They’re just sitting there like a book on a table.  And most likely they are not positive.  Now, you’re ready to read.

Like a moth to a flame burned by the fire…

The other day I used the example of laundry as being the thing we were “all about” at the time and I used that on purpose because I wanted to make the point that it doesn’t matter what it is that we’re focusing on, it matters that we’re focused.   This is because if it wasn’t your dream that you took you down, then the fuel source that was giving it life finally burned out.  This flame could have been burning like a raging inferno since you were a kid or it could have had a fresh dose of kerosene poured on it later in life.  Regardless of when it started, it was there or you wouldn’t have been driven.  Denying you have a fuel source is futile, you have one—get over it.  The fact that you lost your mojo says that something went out.  Whether it was a tiny candle or a flame thrower is debatable, but the flame is out.  Gone.  Finito.  Zed.  Zilch.

I refer to us a lot as Type A, driven women.  I want to point out here that they are two separate things.  There are many Type A people out there who are not driven and there are many driven people who are not necessarily Type A, although, the latter is less common.  But being type A is not about a flame.  That’s personality.  Being driven, though, is about a flame and that’s what I want us to focus on.  There is something that is making you like a dog with a bone about whatever it is you want to do and if it burned out, it was not healthy.  Those that can burn for years on end without taking themselves or someone else down with them, either have a healthy fuel source or a lot of fuel to burn.  But how many of us are watching what’s going on in the world today and realizing that very few of us have a healthy fuel source?   We read of tragedy after tragedy of celebrities and every day folk self destructing because they burned themselves out.  Very few of us are pulling from a place of security when we set out to do whatever it is we want to do.

I have millions of conversations with women every week.  Seriously.  Millions.  Ok, maybe more like thousands, but that’s as low as I’m going. ;)   I am a consummate introvert—which is hard to believe—but I am not in the least bit shy.  If you give me access to you, I will absolutely ‘go there’ and help you to find the identity of your mojo whether I am working with you or not.  Why do I tell you this?  Because what I am about to explain to you did not come from a book.  I didn’t read a good book on psychology and then come bring it to the blog.  I know what I know because I’ve been up in enough women’s butts for the past 8 years that I can now write about it.  And I only became interested in it and then convinced of it because of my own personal flame (which was a 5 alarm fire that needed 3 city fire departments to put it out—oy!) that blew out and it took all that I had to do to get it back.

There are two ways that we lose our mojo:  we kill the dream (that was yesterday) or we never really had it in the first place and we somehow discovered that in our quest for validation.  I am sure you are thinking, “You made me read all this so far to tell me that?”  Yes.  Sorry it’s not complicated.  It’s very simple.  Your drive has been fueled by something other than ‘your great discipline’.  How do I know that?  You can’t get it back.  When it comes down to it, you no longer believe in any of the reasons you had before to continue doing what you were doing.  Now, you may consciously believe, but deep down inside your inner self took a vacation to your goals.  This is why you can start a plan 35 different ways but finish it the same way:  as a fail.  You cannot muster up enough of anything to get your heart to match what your mind wants and it’s frustrating.   Self sabotage, extreme measures, rigidity, throwing in the towel, depression, jumping from plan to plan, starting a new plan every other week, vegan today—atkins tomorrow and endless excuses are symptoms of this phenomenon.   If you have ever heard yourself say, “It’s because of… that’s why I can’t… If I could just… then…”  Um…no.  You need a new mojo.  You can just [fill in the blank] all you want.  It still isn’t going to get you back to where you want to go.

Sit on this.  Think about it.  I have more…really.  And trust me when I say this, it is always something.  It’s never just because you suck or you just can’t get your act together.  And you do not need therapy.  You just need to know what it is.  Cool?  More tomorrow…woop woop!!

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[Where's My Mojo?] Embracing Our Reality

Emotion is a force that drives harder than a stampede of buffalo and is as secure as a tall glass of water sitting on the edge of a table…

I have wanted to do this series since the beginning of last year and have danced around the topic in a few posts since then but have never really “gone there” because this is so close to me.  Whenever I’m this close to a topic, it never really comes out the way I want because I struggle with getting the point out and making sense at the same time.  It’s like I have a conversation in my head and you’re supposed hop in at any time and figure that out. Ha!  Good luck with that.  With this series, though, I know what the hard part is going to be so why not tell you what that is beforehand so you may be prepared in case I begin to become confusing or go over your head in some way?  If you are going to successfully navigate through this series, there are 3 things you will need to recognize as you follow along all week:

There is an internal GPS device that drives us goal oriented folk, whether we acknowledge it or not.  Some of us are super aware of it and it almost seems obvious and silly to mention, sort of like, “Duh. I’m goal oriented.”  However, some of us never realize how much it is driving us until it suddenly stops working one day and then we’re left thinking, “What the heck was that?”  Everything about us operates around that GPS device.  How we treat others, how we treat ourselves, how we handle our jobs/career and even how we handle our relationships is all preprogrammed into that device that is hidden away in us somewhere way out of our view.

To be fair, the less psycho, goal oriented folk have it, too.  It’s not like they are doomed to a life of aimlessness because they are not taskmasters like us.  It’s more like they have compasses, though, or paper charts and trip-tiks than they have GPS devices.  Ours seem to be much more precise, much more focused which cause us to move with a force and speed in life that is undeniable.  This doesn’t mean that we are super successful or anything because that is not a prerequisite.  It means that if we’re hanging laundry somewhere, we’re hanging laundry somewhere.  It will be done efficiently, with fervor, purpose and zeal.  We may measure out the space or research the best place to hang our laundry.  We may hang more laundry at one time than the average woman would ever hang.  Or we work on several techniques to hang the laundry, visiting other laundromats to make sure we were doing a good job.    Then we move on to hanging laundry while folding at the same time, too.  Then we master folding.  Then we master hanging and folding in several different formats making sure that we stay current in both the hanging world and the folding world.  THEN we want people to know that we are the masters of the hanging world, the folding world *and* the hanging and folding world together.   Most importantly, we want to be recognized for it.  Make no mistake about that.  It’s not enough to do this or learn about it; someone somewhere needs to recognize it.

I use laundry as an example on purpose because the mode in which you burned yourself out has nothing to do with the fact that you burned yourself out.  You may be tempted to blow off this whole series as not pertaining to you if I used an athlete as an example and you don’t feel athletic at all.  Or if I used dieting as an example, you may think that that wasn’t what kept you from running that race so this is about someone other than you because you are the athlete.  I want to make sure I emphasize that it doesn’t matter what you were driven about or whether or not you accomplished your goal, what matters is that your drive is gone.  The GPS signal went dead and now you have no idea where you are going because you have no compass of your own, no paper map to fall back on and no drive to make it happen.

Recognition #1: It’s not about {XYZ}, it’s about my GPS device.  And the question is, “Why did it burn out?”

Once we have lost our way, the chaos and mayhem that follows can be overwhelming:  up and down eating, in and out of the gym, no type of normalcy in our eating or exercising, endless guilt, confusion, questioning our worth, countless attempts to get going again only to have them end in failure.  Each time we try to go back to where we left off but fail to make it happen, we sink deeper into a pit that may show up as anger, depression, resentment or passivity.  It’s either we’re mad at the world, beaten down by the world, sticking our middle finger up at the world or we walk away from the world.  No matter what, we cannot get back who we once were no matter how hard we try.

Recognition #2: No matter what I do, the woman who once was, is now gone and I have to own that.  However, that’s not a bad thing.

It is at this point that all of our stories begin to go in different directions.  Whether we choose to be introspective or stay more on the surface and become more task driven, the journey we take is ours and ours alone.  For me, I went so deep inside that I almost got stuck in my colon for a minute there and wasn’t sure I could get out again.  It has been awesome and hard all at the same time and I want the same thing for you.  But there is work to be done and it is more than just picking another event.  There is a bit of soul searching to do and some realizations that need to be made about ourselves if we are ever to get that drive back again to the degree that was there before AND in a healthier way.  Not everything I say is going to ring true for you, but some aspect of it will.  Take what is yours, leave all else on the screen.

Recognition #3: Ok, I get it.  This series is not “my answer” but the beginning to “my process”.  Getting my drive back is directly related to the amount of digging I am willing to do.

As always, ladies, I cannot wait to hear from you.  Email me, comment below or send a carrier pigeon to my house.  Who cares.  But let me know what you’re thinking…  Cool?  Woop woop!

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The Death of A Goal

I have seen my share of heart wrenching train wrecks in my time:

  • The girl who thinks she’s going to lose 30 pounds and look like Heidi Klum when she’s done, only to lose 35 pounds and realize she still looks like herself but smaller.
  • The girl who trains really hard for 4 months for a marathon, only to break her foot one week out from the race.
  • Tons of girls who sign up to compete because they think they are “going to the next level” only to crash and burn after their first show and walk away from diet and exercise for good.  Not a little while.  For good.

When I watch these things my heart aches.  First, I see it happening in slow motion.  No matter how much I want to spare her the hurt, I can’t.  I am powerless to her emotions and her preconceptions of how this is all going to go down so I am left to take a seat on the sidelines while she barrels head first into mayhem and chaos.  Secondly, there’s usually very little that I can do to get her motivated to do something that intensive again.  Normally, that’s not a problem but since we’re type A’ers, anything less than “all out” is not very satisfying.  So if you were training for a marathon and lost your mojo in the middle of it, me talking you into a 10k isn’t going to do much for you.  You’re over it by this time.  And lastly, the girl inevitably feels like it was something that she did wrong to cause this calamity.  That somehow she failed the ‘sisterhood of iron will’ or didn’t make it through initiation like all the rest of us did.  To be on the front lines of the death of a goal is tough and I have been doing it for years now.  Enough is enough.

I am wondering if we can have an honest talk about goals next week.  Is that possible?  We’ve talked about setting realistic ones before, how about we talk about what it takes to set them—again.  What happens when that goal dies?  How do we get back on track?  How do we pick another sport or do we pick another sport?  How do we do {fill in any daily activity} because for at least 6 months to a year we are useless to ourselves.   It may or may not be specifically about goals, I won’t know til I “go there”, but just know that we’re getting messy next week.  It’s time…

This is a big deal, ladies, and it means we have to go below the water line to figure it out.  I can’t wait; I hope you feel the same.  If there is anything in particular that you want me to cover, let me know below.   We’re diving in on Monday.  Tomorrow I explain Monday’s post on my weekly audio post.  See you then.  Woop woop!!:o)

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[Town Crier] I Got Tired of Dead Bodies

I have truly mellowed out in my old age.  Back in the day, I assure you, I was a much feistier gal.  I would like to say that that was a good thing, but alas…it wasn’t.  I have many a dead body behind me of those who entered into an argument with me and I wouldn’t say they “lost” but they lost something (i.e. limb, voice, money, life—who knows.  It wasn’t pretty.).  And those losses didn’t come because I knew something and was smarter than them—because that’s definitely not the case.  They came because I was ferocious at defending my end of the argument at all cost.  Whatever I knew to be true was true as far as I was concerned…and then I got older.

Getting older meant that I had to concede that I may know the truth or I may be “right”, but there could be a whole segment of information that I have never been exposed to that could stomp on whatever I am presenting as fact at that moment.  This doesn’t mean that I didn’t know what I was talking about; it means that I had limited knowledge in the topic being discussed.  This happens to all of us in some way, shape or form.  Think about how dumb we used to think our parents were when really, we were the dummies.  Or, say you are a trainer and a client tells you something that sounds odd to you and in your mind you call “bullcrap” because you think she just doesn’t want to diet or workout hard.  Then like a year later you find out that not only was she telling the truth, but now you have what she was talking about and you’re upset because now no one believes you.  Things like this happen all the time and I expect some of this to crop up during this series.  I need to debunk a lot of junk (wow, can I use that somewhere else?) that is floating around out there in the land of Greek Mythology, aka girl talk, surrounding our cycles and I expect some raised eyebrows.  There’s a ton of misinformation and we need to slog through the details to get to the truth.  Here are a few to start with:

1. Getting to the truth.

There’s no such thing.  There isn’t a central location of hormonal information that you will find that all of the medical community is going to agree upon.  There are two types of medicine that I am familiar with and I refer to them all the time:  Western medicine and naturopaths.  Western medicine is your traditional doctor who tells you what the insurance companies let them tell you.  They are not bad people, just limited by the system.   I will qualify this later so don’t get your underwear in knots if you don’t agree.  Hang tight.  Naturopaths are not exactly MD’s but they have a much more open view of tackling medical issues which is what you need when it comes to hormones.  The problem is, when you need a drug—you ain’t getting’ one there.

These two professions tend to be at odds with each other.  This is tough on us, the little guy, because we look to them for the answers and then find ourselves having to make a choice between the two without any real information to back up our decisions.  YUCK.

2. My cycle has always been messed up.  It’s just the way it is.

Umm…no it’s not.  And don’t accept that either.  Here is where I qualify my above statement.  Unfortunately for doctors, they do not have the resources to make you well.   They only have the capability to make you better.  That is not the same as being well.  Doctors look at the symptoms you present and make them go away.  They do not necessarily cure you.  And when it comes to a syndrome or chronic condition, they can only ask for so many things to be done that insurance will cover because after a while, they start getting vetoed.  Again, not their fault—it’s the system’s.  Hormonal issues require patience, lots of lab work and a good eye for detail.

3. My doctor diagnosed me with “fill in the blank” so that’s what I have.

Maybe so.  I have no right to argue that in any way.  I am not a doctor and do not profess to be.  But I am an advocate and I challenge you to get a second opinion.  Especially if what they told you that you had was a syndrome.  Things like PCOS, fibromyalgia and so on that do not have definitive tests (although PCOS does but few get the ultrasound done) but more like a list of things that you seem to have in common with them.  Syndromes are a great way to say, “I-have-no-idea-what’s-wrong-with-you-but-I-know-you-need-a-diagnosis-or-you-won’t-be-happy-so-I’m-going-to-tell-you-this-so-you’ll-leave-my-office.”  They have no true way to “fix” them but they give you something tangible to hang on to because it makes you feel better.  Not become well.  Just feel better.  And even then, you may not feel better, you may just be symptom free.

Why do I bring this entire subject up?  Why do I care so much?  I know some of you are thinking, “I was just fine before you started kicking up all this dirt.  Now you have my head spinning.”  (Or maybe that’s just Kas thinking that ;)  I bring it up because if you are not optimal at normal body fat levels, you are REALLY not optimal when you get lean.  And for some of you, it’s what’s keeping you from getting the body that you desire.  Your cycle screams “I am not well” and to lose weight, change body composition or be the best you can be:  you need to be well.

Much more to come.  This is a big topic when it comes to changing your body for the better.  If you have any horror stories, you know I love them.  Hit me up below.  Woop woop!

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Silencing The Town Crier

Is it me or does my littlest one look like he just saw something gross right before the shot was snapped?  These CIA agents have zero loyalty to their mother.

My kids are awesome.  Yes, I am biased in saying that, but truly, they really are awesome kids.  However, they tend to throw their mother under the bus on more than one occasion.  They say they don’t mean to, but the two older ones are worse than the town crier.  The main thing they tattle on me to their father about is the high flying antics stuff that happens when I drive them to school.  Now I am one of the most aggressive and psychotic cautious drivers there are out there so I’m not sure why they find it necessary to tell their dad that we were driving on two wheels to school but they do at times and it is very inconvenient.  Clearly they got to school by the hair of their chinny chin chins because they weren’t in my car when I got back home nor under the tires and the school didn’t call to say they were psychologically damaged absent so obviously they were fine.  So there are days I just want to hush the two town criers in my back seat by forcing them to listen to their father go on and on about it bopping them upside their heads—but I can’t.  But there is a town crier that we are silencing that we should not be and it is usually warning us of impending peril.  This would be our cycle.

Cycles are very funny because we loathe having them but we hate missing one even more.  They possess an uncanny ability to show up the week you go on vacation no matter when you book it and they make every day activities uncomfortable and cumbersome.  They’re about as welcome as a tummy virus is after a Sunday dinner with the family.   But missing one, for some of us, is more traumatic than being robbed at gun point so let’s just be honest that it’s not like we’re rejoicing because we skipped a month.  And even if missing one doesn’t send you into cardiac arrest, it still makes you think in the back of your head, “What’s wrong here?”

If you hop on the web and start googling, you will find a ton of information regarding missed periods, or as the medical community refers to them:  irregular periods.  Some of it is inaccurate, not all because there is some good info out there on the more prominent websites, but almost all of it is inapplicable to the lean community.  We are a special breed that is incredibly underrepresented in medical studies and on the medical websites.  We are lumped in with the general public and when it comes to issues regarding our hormones or how our bodies react to dieting, we aren’t even close.  But contrary to popular belief of us clean eaters, we do not lose our periods because we are low body fat.  Very few of us ever get that low of body fat to say we lost our cycle for that reason.  I know I have mentioned this before, but we have a warped sense of what our true body fat is.  I have heard girls say they are 8/9% body fat at their leanest and that is a far from the truth.  They are most likely 11/12ish but highly unlikely they as low as 8 or 9%.  The thing that most of seem to miss is that the accuracy of the measurement tends to decrease as you move out to either extreme.  Super lean BF levels and super high BF levels are normally not accurate because they are out of the range of accuracy for that measuring tool.  This is another post for another time but just know that unless you have some ribs showing and your femur perfectly outlined, you are not 8% BF.

We lose our periods due to high levels of the stress hormone cortisol.  It is the grand interrupter.  Cutting your cals and beating your body into submission is a great way to raise your cortisol levels which in turn messes with your sex hormones.  (Of course, this beats the old fashioned way of fight or flight which just shows that we have become bored with more traditional ways of jacking ourselves up and moved on to more sophisticated methods.)  Once that balance is off kilter, so is your period and it can take an act of Nature to get it regular again.  But why the fuss and who really cares?  If I’m missing my period, why don’t I just take the pill and make it come back, right?  That’s up to you but your period is the best loud mouth you will ever have in your body.  It’s forever telling you how you are doing medically.  Silencing may not be the most prudent thing to do.

Hang on tight while we jump into what your period really tells you on a monthly basis and why the pill may not be the answer you expected it to be.  Can’t wait, ladies!  Woop woop!

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What Are You? A Tough Guy?

Ahhh…there’s nothing like a fresh batch of peer pressure to make us do something completely uninformed and irrational.  Gotta love it.

Everybody loves a challenge—especially us.  We love them more than the average person does, to be honest with you.  We can seriously get a little sick with it by setting crazy goals like 5 marathons in 5 weeks and of course, at the time it sounds completely rational.  It even sounds doable.  However, about halfway through the goal we know we are in trouble but we keep on going for pride sake. How about we avoid this calamity by giving you some things to take into account as we head into another year of the obstacle course races?

Let me remind you of who you are.   If you are reading this blog, then you are someone who may or may not realize that you are an athlete but you definitely realize that your physique is part of your overall health and fitness goal.  So it’s not ‘by any means necessary’ to reach the finish line because none of us here would be willing to go up 10 pounds to make the goal happen.  Instead, we will rethink it when we realize that it could take weeks to get the 10 pounds off again and we’ll most likely move on to another goal.  It is what it is.  This gives you an idea of what this series is about because it is not about getting you ready for the Tough Mudder or any other killer race.  No, it is about getting you ready for them safely while taking into account that you will need to be smart about how you fuel for the training, actively recover from the training and psychologically deal with the training. This is not the same as just plain old running or bodybuilding type lifting and if you are not aware of that you may either blow your diet, go crazy or the worst of them all: get injured.

Over the next three days I want to tackle 4 things:

  • Tough Guy syndrome
  • Nutritional challenges (how to work the STarch thing)
  • Active recovery
  • Injuries and their ramifications

In less than a month I turn 42 years old.  WOW.  I don’t feel a day over 41 30 yo when I do things, but the next day I feel like I am 75.  I honestly remember the time when I could wake up, decide to run a 10K that day (even though I was not training for one and never ran more than the 10 feet it takes me to get into the shower) and then get up the next morning and do it all over again.  Crazy.  If I did that today someone would be peeling me off the asphalt—and that would be at registration!  Shame.  I need to warm up for my warm up and I know that’s from years of abuse brought on by Tough Guy syndrome.  This malady affects almost all trainers, some group fitness instructors, avid runners and nearly every single physique athlete out there.

Tough Guy syndrome (TGS) is a peculiar syndrome because it crosses the blood brain barrier and renders us dumb as dirt as to the workings of the body and metabolism even though we could school a client on it in a heartbeat.  Somehow, we’re impervious to this information.  We can dispense it, but we can’t use it and because of this, we tend to do some of the dumbest things known to mankind.  It’s unbelievable.

TGS’s power is exacted by finding the weak spot in our immune systems: our egos.  Once it finds that chink in the armor, it quickly spreads throughout the Central Nervous System causing awful symptoms like signing up for and completing the Tough Mudder without any training for it and then systematically bragging about it like you’re a hero or something.  Frightening.  Fevers and chills can result if it goes undetected as people are hot with jealously or cold with disdain around you because you decided to just “pop into” the race.  And because TGS is a syndrome, there is no “one-size-fits-all” cure and normally diagnosis comes only with the egregious symptoms coming to light such as injury or accidents.

But there is hope.  You can take preventative measures to keep from developing this syndrome by realizing a few things:

1)      If you are under 18% bodyfat, you are of the lean community.  You cannot, and should not, put your body to the ultimate test without properly preparing it and fueling it.  Do not eat the same diet you are used to now and then just “jump into” an obstacle course type race.

2)      If you are allergic to starchy carbohydrates because you think they make you gain weight and want to just eat starch the week of the event, you’re in for a big surprise.  We’ll talk about this tomorrow.  Just know that you need to eat them long before the week of the event if you want to use them to fuel your race.

3)      You do not recover the same when you are lean.  You have fewer reserves in the tank and you must keep that in mind.  If you deplete them now, they will not be available to you when go back to working on your physique or just even maintaining it.

4)      You run the risk of injury—major injury—when you are leaner.  This truth comes in handy when you feel the urge to bounce out of bed and conquer the world.  One day of heroism could cost you 10 weeks of working out.  There’s a sobering thought.

This will be a short series.  I am only going to yell at you a little bit (I’m really yelling at myself but I’m using you as the punching bag.  Sorry.) so meet me here for the next 2 days as we get ready for an obstacle race.  Cool?  Woop woop!

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[The Diet Cycle] The Journey

When I thought about this topic I envisioned going into detail about what it is like to diet for 12 weeks and to describe what you were going through week by week alongside the diet.  I will do something like that eventually but that’s not what this developed into.  Instead, I realized I was more interested in how we are affected by the act of dieting hard core for any length of time while laying out a 12 week program for you.  If you have never done one before, this will give you an idea of what one looks like.  If you have done one, this is a great refresher on the fundamentals.  Mixing both emotions with form and function is hard so please bear with me as we enter into this series together.  The emotion is not one-to-one with what’s going on in the diet because they overlap as the diet moves forward whereas the diet, itself, is a linear progression.

Before delving into the topic head on, it is imperative to discuss the use of the word “diet”.  Any time we set out on a journey to achieve something in regards to our body, whether it is to lose weight, lose body fat or change our appearance in any way through the consumption of food, I refer to that as dieting.  I use the word as a verb:  “I diet clients” or “we diet down toward a goal”.  I find that that terminology can really mess some folks up because we associate that word as a state of being that we are always in because we are typically depriving ourselves of something somewhere.  I call that living life and do not want you to confuse the two.

Dieting is personal.  Every aspect of it is an invasion into your personal space that exposes your private weaknesses, insecurities, deepest desires and biggest fears.  When we first embark on the diet all we care about is the outcome.  We are no more interested in how it may affect our mental health or any hidden pitfalls than we are in the current presidential debates.  We want to be down X amount of pounds or that much tighter at the end of the journey and we don’t think too much more about the process even though we are about to open ourselves up to endless scrutiny.  Once we start our program, our friends watch us, our co-workers watch us, our spouses watch us and we even watch us.  (There are those times, though, when we hope no one is watching such as when we dig the peanut butter jar out of the trash because we just have to have one more tablespoon since we threw it away for the same reason.  Did I just put that in print?)  Public examination is to be expected but it takes on a whole new meaning when we set out to make dramatic changes in how we look.

Weight Watchers, The Zone, South Beach and so on are what I call “general public” diets.  And here, they are a noun.  They make you smaller but they do not necessarily change the way you look.  I know at some point we have all dieted the standard way, made goal and then thought, “I look the exact same as I did before I started only I am just a little bit smaller.”  For lots of “general public” folk that’s a great outcome, for us, though—not so much.  As a result, we entered into the world of clean eating not knowing what to expect or whether it would really change the way we look but we knew it was worth the shot.  Well, it not only changed the way we look, it drew more attention to ourselves than if we walked naked down the street covered only by a fig leaf and a ferret.   Moreover, we began drawing women to us like flies to fly paper armed with more questions than those annoying questionnaires you get at first time doctor visits.

If you were seeking to draw a lot of attention to yourself, guess what—it worked.  But for most of us, that’s not what we wanted.  Somehow we wanted to look really good in a ‘don’t look at me’ sort of way.  What we initially wanted was to just feel good in our clothes by having tight abs and a bum that could support our jeans.  We were a little tired of moving the pooch out of the way to button our pants or finding our bums still touching the chair when we stood up.  We also wanted a goal worth shooting for.  Something that said we did more than just the average dieter as well as prove to ourselves that we could put our minds to something and stick with it.  We weren’t asking for the world and we certainly didn’t sign up to be instant celebrities at our workplace although that is what we became.  So what didn’t we take into consideration when we first started this journey?  Adoration, pressure, competition, unwarranted comments and fear.

As the diet unfolds, so will the emotional drama.  I hope you will stay connected for the next few days as we set out what a 12 week diet entails and discuss the emotional impact of all of our changes.  I’ll brush you up on the guidelines if you are rusty and firmly establish them if you are new.

I’m looking forward to hearing from you all.  If you have any thoughts already or are looking for me to cover something in particular, let me know.  Either leave me a comment below or hit me up via email at Jodi@trans4mationstation.com.  Cool?  Woop woop!

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Did I Mention I Love Math?

We all have our things.  Heather loves the outdoors, animals, Oregon… Kas is all about her Soaps, NCIS, working out and being a top notch lawyer…Seanna is all about her kids, make up, God (I’m so with her on all 3 of those)…Nicole is all about learning and then teaching anything she has a passion for…me, though…I’m about Math.  

Yes.  I love make up (obsessively so).  Yes.  I love what I do for a living (which is nutrition and training).  Yes.  I love my family and my most definitely love my God.  BUT…I would know nothing about anything that I love without math.  If you are a mathematician or engineer in any way, you’ll understand fully what i am about to say:  the world is defined by math.  Period.  All seasons, weather patterns, earthquakes, mood swings, cravings, illnesses and so on are defined by math.  Here, let me say what you’re thinking right now:  “Huh?”

I know, it’s hard for you to see if you do not love math but it’s true.  What happens, though, when you do understand this fact is that the world looks completely different to you than everybody else.  In a way that sounds like a silly statement because doesn’t everybody see the world differently from each other?  No, they see it the same but from different viewpoints.  Mathematicians see the world completely different.  We see patterns.  We see orderly solutions to things others didn’t even realize needed a solution.  We see commonalities between symptoms, regions, causes and so on that no one else picks up.  The upside=we’re ahead of the curve.  The downside=we’re typically missing an emotional gene that makes us a bit more human (I’m working on it.)

Why do I tell you all of this?  (If you weren’t thinking that, I certainly was after proofing the initial paragraphs! OY!)  Because of last week’s post–which by the way prompted a few of you to curse me and one of you to actually call me and say you hated me.  Um…sorry about that.  Anyway, last week’s post was about playing food games and why, as much as you would like to think you are ahead of the game, you are not.  I do not want to go on and on chatting about this.  I want to cut right to the chase and show you why you are wasting your time:

Weekly caloric intake= 7000 cals (totally made up number here for the sake of even numbers.  please eat more than 1000 cals/day.  sigh)
Cheat meal=900 cals (let’s say you went buck wild)
Normal caloric intake for your meal would be 200 cals (1000 cals/day, 5 meals/day gives you 200 cals/meal) 
This means you had a surplus that day of 700 cals (900 cal cheat meal-200 cals you would have normally eaten gives you an extra 700 cals).

Here is something that is hard to explain but the body does not reconcile cals daily.  It’s more like weekly.  This is how you can go 3 to 4 days and then *suddenly* a few pounds pop up out of nowhere or vice versa on the loss.  So a 700 cal surplus can really be represented by an extra 100 cals/day for 7 days.  Sit on that for a minute.  So the cheat meal that you think “set you back” 5 months barely made you have an extra 100 cals/day.  And that’s assuming you went buck wild in that meal and caused a scene in a restaurant by eating the back room.  But mentally you feel as if you just ate a whole buffet in one sitting with no hands.  CRAZY. 

What about extra cardio, Jodi?  Even sillier.

First, what you see on the machine is not what you burn.  Wait…that bears repeating.  WHAT YOU SEE ON THE MACHINE IS NOT WHAT YOU BURN.  “But I have a body bugg, HR monitor, RMR test from a gym, little man who follows me around with a calculator…that’s accurate right?”  NOPE.  There is the law of diminishing returns and you need to understand this.  The better you get at cardio, running, lifting and so on, the less you burn.  Period.  Why?  Because your body doesn’t trust you.  It knows you will try to kill it to look good.  You have no sense and it knows that.  So it works overtime to be incredibly efficient and begins to learn all that you do so that it no longer burns that many cals when you work out.  “But my monitor says…” I don’t care if your monitor told you that you won Power Ball on mile 20, the more you move, the less you burn which is how you can run a marathon.  If you burned cals at the same rate at then end of the training that you do at the beginning of the training, you’d be a waif by the end.  But most of you know that that’s not the case.  Instead, you *gained* weight while training for a marathon….but your bugg told you you burned more cals than a full cheer-leading squad at half time.  Why?  Because it’s calculating your caloric expenditure on a linear curve and it is not linear at all.  As time goes on, you burn less and less.

“Why are you telling me this?”  Mainly so you can stop thinking that your extra 30-60 min of cardio somehow magically burned an extra 700 cals to make up for the cheat meal that you had.  It didn’t do a thing actually.  Maybe you burned an extra 200 cals, but that’s about it.  You still have 500 looming around that aren’t accounted for.  Do I tell you that to stress you out?  No…I tell you that to say:

  1. the meal didn’t do 1/3 the damage you thought it did
  2. you didn’t make up for it as much as you thought you did
  3. your ends do not justify your means so…STOP!

Need I say more?

Here at Jodiojo we want you to have more than a hot body.  We want you to have true health.  Mental, as well as physical.  This is imperative to maintain your physique.  Stop the game playing.  Stop the deception.  Reach out if you need some help with this.  We love you.  Have a good week.  Ciao for now.

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Change–The Verb That Is…

Honest to goodness, if I could put “change” the verb—not the noun–into a portable package and take it with me everywhere I go, I could wield it as a lethal weapon to get people to do what I wanted them to do. “Move it lady! Or I’m going to throw this can of “change” at you and you will have no idea what you are doing with your life, your schedule, your job or anything next week!” You can hear her sobbing as she runs to conform to my demands while under her breath she whimpers, “Take my money, my car—whatever you want! You can have anything , but please don’t make me change.”

A bit dramatic–but that’s me. ? Seriously… I am a 41 year old happily married mom of 2 precious kids and 1 soon-to-be-famous comedian (Me: “Jalen, it’s your turn to do empty the dishwasher.” Jalen—my 13 year old—“I have to do my math homework.” Me: “Give me a break with the excuses, it takes 2 min., get to it.” Jalen, “It’s because I’m black isn’t it?” Said with the straightest face, most deadpan tone. It took me an hour to stop laughing my head off.) that owns a business who has been in the middle of a MAJOR life change now for that past 2 years and it’s becoming old hat for me now: What I do for a living, although still the same nutrition and training, is done in a very different manner than I have done it in years past. My business platform is changing. My childhood home of 41 years is being packed up and put on the market. Our vacation spot that we went to as a family since I was 5 years old has been sold. My kids are getting older and we’re looking at high schools. My schedule is CRAZY! All the things that I depended on in my life for the past 10 to 15 years are going away. And I am not going to the Boston Marathon this Monday for the first time in like 15 years. What the heck is going on?

Change. And lots of it.

I consider myself lucky because I have the most fabulous women in my life that provide me with a voice of sanity in my insane world. The team at Jodiojo plus my lifeline Kris, keep me from jumping off the Tobin every-so-often when life starts to press in from every side. They keep me from doing those things that we all want to do when life begins to turn upside down:

Food: When life is crazy, food must be easy. However, food being easy tends to be less than healthy for us women. We are looking for quick and comfort all at the same time. Things like pb and toast, greek yogurt and shakes become mainstays in the diet. In and of themselves they are not bad but when they mark your breakfast, lunch and dinner respectively, there’s a problem. I have had to go to 3 meals a day, though, to make this crazy life happen. Not a heinously bad thing in the world of nutrition, but I would not recommend it long term. It beats my old method of handling of stress, though: starvation. If you are a starver—knock it off! Almost all of you are. This comes in the form of nothing all day and nibbles all night. Back away from the almonds and go to the 3 meal a day plan now!

Exercise: My creativity for myself is out the window during times like this so I have had to bug Kas to set me straight in the gym. If you haven’t noticed, she’s a bit of a slave driver and has this certain militant tone to her that makes you want to yield to her unrealistic workout demands. I have a few sore muscles to blame on her. I need this, though, because my normal response to drama pressing down and workouts is to become a “tire kicker” in the gym. This is the person you see ‘lifting’ but not *really* lifting while drifting through the weight floor like a nomad in the desert. If you ever see me in the gym doing this, throw some water on my face and push me into the nearest squat rack because I need an intervention! I refused to go that route so I had Kas do a timed set workout for me and I no longer like her nor call her my friend. Just sayin.

Appearance: I refuse to look homeless although that is my normal M.O. Luckily, Seanna is here to save the day by getting me in a head lock and making me keep up with the week to week stuff. Eyebrows, make up, shoes and showers (haha) have gone onto a check list so that I may keep up with them during this crazy time of change because if I didn’t…umm…yeah. I always want to look as young as I can look but I do not need to look presentable. I’m not kidding. She’s working that out of me because honestly, it matters. So even though I want to do my normal nomad look to go along with my drifting in the weight room, that’s not happening this time.

My question for you is this: Are you ready for some significant change in your life? If something came along tomorrow and pulled the rug right out from underneath you, would you be ready? Think about what you do and how you do it and ask yourself if it is sustainable. My life is changing rapidly but it has been changing for the better this whole time. I love where I am at and what I am doing but it is still *different* from what I used to do before and that can be hard to adjust to. Getting to know my dad all over again (see MP4 for explanation), expanding the business, adjusting to my kids getting older and so on has been challenging but this time around I thought it through far more than I ever have before and it feels good to see it come together. Don’t get me wrong—change is scary. But with an awesome team and an even better family, life seems to be rolling along just fine right now. Have a great week y’alls! Woop woop!

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